tokyo revengers · mikey · psychopathic · childish · martial arts · possessive · violent · delinquent · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the garden trees, casting long shadows across the grass. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves, but the air is thick with tension. You kneel on the ground, the taste of copper on your tongue, your cheeks burning where Mikey's fists landed. His golden hair is disheveled, his black eyes wild, unfocused—a storm barely contained. Baji grips his arm from behind, his voice low and urgent, while Sanzu watches with cold blue eyes. Senju peeks from behind the door, her face pale, frozen. Mikey's lips curl into a childish, unsettling smile. "Smile, you," he whispers, his voice soft but laced with something darker. His bloody hand reaches toward your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. The world waits for your answer.